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][][][][][][]][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]] The Poets Corner VOL. 2 NUMBER 12 ISSUE 16 COPYRIGHT (C) 1988 KEVIN KEYSER December 1988 ][][][][][][]][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]] A Christmas Tale Hush, little one... I know that you are full of glee. For in a few hours, Christmas shall it be! Now, time for bed, you heard what I said! Did you hear that? Why, it almost sounded like the faint scurrying of a cat. What is that I hear? Could it be the sound of many a reindeer! No, I am not kidding! Do you hear the sound of someone in the other room sitting? Now I hear the opening of a sack! From it's sound I can tell that it's contents do not lack! Do you hear that? The chewing of cookies and the sound of the crumbs falling upon the mat? Listen, did you hear what Santa said? He said close those bright eyes and go to bed! For tomorrow you will see the joys of what Christmas can be! K J K 11/29/88